User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Red Tables/@comment-2246928-20141214205840/@comment-2246928-20141215042641

As the ferret slid lifelessly down against the wall, the wildcat stopped. His tail swished, once.

And then, slowly, the hulking creature turned around to face his challenger, a cold look in its eyes as he wiped Vortin's blood from his face with the back of a paw. And then he dropped into a battle stance, a cruel, jagged slash of a scowl on his striped furry features. "Aye." He twirled the axe in his other paw, in a small shimmering circle."That Ah will."

Suddenly he was charging towards the otter, arrows, crossbow bolts and sling stones bouncing off his armor like raindrops as he surged forward. He skidded to a halt naught five paces from Sirinius, before he swung his deadly axe forward with a weighty swoosh  of masterwork steel.